906: People are so different from each other
In fact, Yu Xiaoye was very resistant to this name at the beginning, especially Jihong. She was worried that if she gave birth to a daughter and she was named Jihong, she was really afraid that she would die of laughter.
Fortunately, the baby was a son. If it was a son, naming him Ji Zheng didn't seem so bad, and it was indeed meaningful. It was also in line with the Zhou family's style and the son's good family background. He told his son that his grandfather had participated in the Long March and his father had fought on the front line. He always reminded his son to take his grandfather and father as role models and be a brave and upright man like them.
Therefore, the more Yu Xiaoye thought about it, the more he felt that this name seemed pretty good. Although it was not as nice and fancy as the name of the Mary Sue male protagonist, it was still very fashionable in this era and not outdated at all.
Also, giving this name can please the old man and make him happy.
So in the end the child was named Zhou Ji Zheng. Nicknames can be called anything, each child has a different name, Ji Zheng, Zheng Zheng, Big Zhengzi, Little Zhengzi, Little Zheng Zheng, Zheng Zheng baby. Yu Xiaoye also calls him whatever he wants, and most of the time he calls him Zheng Zheng.
During Yu Xiaoye's confinement period, in order to ensure that she had a good rest, she avoided being disturbed by anyone other than her family members.
It was not until she was out of confinement and Zhou Ziheng returned to work that he allowed others to visit her.
It was a rare occasion for Shao Xia to visit Yu Xiaoye in the compound. When she saw the handsome little guy who was only one month old, she picked him up and kissed him:
"Oh, my godson is so handsome and so cute. Let godmother give him a kiss first!"
Seeing Shao Xia's overflowing maternal love, Yu Xiaoye smiled:
"There's still a godmother, but do you have a godfather?"
"I don't have a godfather anymore, so I'll just be the godmother for now. I'll come back to claim him when I find one."
Shao Xia held her godson tightly and refused to let go. She looked up at Yu Xiaoye again and saw that Yu Xiaoye's skin was as tender as mutton-fat jade after giving birth, and she also had the plumpness and gentleness of a young woman. She exclaimed:
"People say women look old and haggard after giving birth, but I think you're the complete opposite. You look prettier than ever."
"Thanks to our father, Zheng Zheng. He's very caring, attentive, diligent, and knows how to coax children. I don't have to worry about anything except feeding. Can't you see I've gained weight?"
"Wow, she's even calling Zhengzheng dad." Shao Xia felt goosebumps all over her body, but she was really envious. Marrying a responsible, capable and responsible man would make her life comfortable and worry-free.
After a while, Shao Xia asked again:
"Then what about your job? When you graduate, where are you going to work? Your mother-in-law won't just let you stay at home to take care of the children, will she? That would be a waste of talent."
"We've agreed that when the child is six months old, I'll go to the Chinese Academy of Sciences and leave the child with my parents-in-law and Aunt Zhang. We'll take care of the child at night. Coincidentally, the Chinese Academy of Sciences isn't far from a national defense unit, so we can move to the National Defense Family Compound. Brother Heng will arrange a house for us there."
"Wow, that's great. Dean Zhou can arrange everything. No, now he shouldn't be called Dean Zhou, he should be called Minister Zhou. You have two ministers in your family now."
After saying this, she looked down at the child in her arms:
"Maybe my godson will be the third minister."
"Forget it. His grandfather and father both had meritorious service. What does he have? He was born in a peaceful era, and the future will most likely remain peaceful. He won't have that many opportunities to make achievements. I just hope he lives a stable life and doesn't squander the little fortune his grandfather and father earned. I'll be thankful. How can I ask for more than that?"
"No matter what, my godson will definitely be a rare talent in the future. Zhengzheng, my dear, don't forget your godmother when you become successful."
Speaking of this, Zheng Zheng burst into tears.
"Oh, you're not willing to do this?"
Yu Xiaoye laughed:
"He's hungry, give it to me."
Shao Xia put the child in Yu Xiaoye's arms. Yu Xiaoye lifted up his clothes and fed the child skillfully.
While feeding, Yu Xiaoye looked up and asked Shao Xia:
"How about you, how's your work going?"
"I, I was assigned to a primary school for children of government officials!" Judging from Shao Xia's tone, she seemed very satisfied with the job.
Come to think of it, the schools for children of government agencies are much better than ordinary schools. No wonder Shao Xia is satisfied.
"How's work?"
"It's good to work too. My mom is an elementary school teacher. I think I got the talent from her. It's a natural talent."
"That's great! I wish Teacher Shao many successful students all over the world!"
"Hahaha, thank you for the blessing, Mrs. Minister."
Shao Xia came to see Yu Xiaoye, but stayed for a short time. After she left, Jia Song also came.
This was the first time Jia Song had seen Yu Xiaoye since she was born. He hadn't come during the confinement period.
After I came here and saw Zhou Ziheng and Yu Xiaoye's son, I also thought that the little guy was very handsome. He showed the temperament of a handsome man at only one month old.
Seeing Yu Xiaoye coaxing the child so carefully, and refusing to let the nanny come over to hold the child, and holding the child himself, Jia Song couldn't help but sigh:
“People are so different from each other.”
Yu Xiaoye is inexplicably strange: the new novel king
"Why did you suddenly say that out of nowhere? Who provoked you?"
Jia Song said with a cold face: "No one provokes me, and no one provokes me."
As soon as Yu Xiaoye saw Jia Song's sour face, he knew someone must have pissed him off:
"Who is it? Tell me, and I'll fix him for you!"
"If she's dead, you can dig out her ashes and fix it—"
"???" Yu Xiaoye vaguely guessed who Jia Song was talking about. "What's wrong? You Wenyue is dead, why are you still holding such a grudge against her?"
Jia Song sneered:
"Her death is the end of everything, but the living suffer for the mistakes she made—"
"Tell me more."
"I really regret that I shouldn't have listened to Zhou Ziheng last year and brought my nephew to You Wenyue's house. My nephew saw You Wenyue there and became depressed when he came back.
Since Juventus died, the child has become
Without saying a word, I thought it would get better after going to school, but it got even worse.
The kids at school all said his mother was dead, and that she was a labor camp prisoner and a lunatic. The kid started fighting with them, and later skipped classes all day, always getting the last place on the exams.
If it wasn't for Juventus' fault, would the child be like this?
If Yu Wenyue hadn't done anything stupid and treated the child well, the child wouldn't have ended up like this today. His life would have been ruined, and our family would have been ruined too!
That Yu Wenyue is a cold-blooded animal, he treats his own children worse than a stray dog!"
Yu Xiaoye felt worried for the child after hearing Jia Song's complaints. No wonder Jia Song was so angry:
"Brother Jia, there's no point in saying this. You can't really dig up Yu Wenyue's bones to vent your anger. It's useless to do so. Now that things have come to this, you should pay more attention to the child. You can bring the child to our house on Sundays and let him play. I will help him. You can't just ignore him. Children from unhappy families are also having a hard time. Be more patient."
"Hey, if Yu Wenyue had even one ten-thousandth of your kindness, this wouldn't have happened. Reincarnation is really a skill. Your child knows how to reincarnate. He's definitely an expert at it. Having reliable parents is more important than anything else."
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